The waters are hid as with a stone, and the face of the deep is frozen.
By the breath of El frost is given: and the breadth of the waters is straitened.
Out of whose womb came the ice? and the hoary frost of heaven, who hath gendered it?
Canst thou bind the sweet influences of Pleiades, or loose the bands of Orion?
He maketh a path to shine after him; one would think the deep to be hoary.
